sexta-feira, 16 de julho de 2010

Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands?Closed your eyes and trusted, just trusted?Have you ever thrown a fist full of glitter in the air?Have you ever looked fear in the face and said “I just don’t care?”

It’s only half past the point of no returnThe tip of the iceberg, the sun before the burnThe thunder before the lightning, the breath before the phraseHave you ever felt this way?

Have you ever hated yourself for staring at the phone?Your whole life waiting on the ring to prove you’re not aloneHave you ever been touched so gently you had to cry?Have you ever invited a stranger to come inside?

It’s only half past the point of oblivionThe hourglass on the table, the walk before the runThe breath before the kiss, and the fear before the flamesHave you ever felt this way?

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There you are, sitting in the gardenClutching my coffee, calling me sugarYou called me sugar

Have you ever wished for an endless night?Lassoed the moon and the stars and pulled that rope tight?Have you ever held your breath and asked yourself “Will it ever get better than tonight?”Tonight